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I'm sitting in the International Terminal, San Francisco. Right now, I was supposed to be on a plane, eastbound by way of Washington D.C.. But this is better.

The flight was delayed. They rerouted me direct to Frankfurt, from there to Berlin. Now I'm listening to final boarding calls: Osaka. Narita. Places I like not so much as Berlin, and yet, as I hear those flights I'm not boarding, I long to be aboard. To hop those planes instead of my own, and visit places I haven't been in so very long.

So much world to see, and so few days in a year.

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I finished the 3D printer. That was fun. I'd like to build another CNC machine soon. Maybe I'll find a good reason to build a lasersaur.

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Ooh, the PA system just came on in Japanese. I like remembering that language. It'll probably wreck my German for the rest of the day, though. Ateh once told me that once a perosn becomes fluently trilingual, their mind splits out all the languages, and switching from one to another no longer gets tangled up. I'm not there yet. My mind, for now, runs in English, or in one foreign language. If German butts in on Japanese in my thoughts, Japanese leaves in a huff and won't come back for the rest of the day.

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I've loaded up on (virtual) books for the trip. Long travel leads to reading. This trip, last year, I picked up Game of Thrones on the trip over, and was in the second tome for the trip back. That set me on a reading jag that's lasted most of the year since. Books for this trip:






...and one actual paperback, for when the batteries run low:


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Wish me well fun. I'm off to the biggest boardgame trade show of the year.